not your typical love story // 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓷. (EDITING...)

not your typical love story : the epilogue

after accidently catching eyes with the guy, jihoon's heart began to race.

it gave him something he couldn't quite put his finger on. he had no idea why, but he found himself reaching for the guy's face.

surprisingly, the latter did not budge from his position and simply stared at the doctor.

tears welled up in his eyes as he experienced the same and familiar adrenaline surge from staring at the guy's black orbs.

he then has conflicting feelings about it. his tears were streaming down his cheeks at the time, and he didn't hesitate to remove the said guy's mask right away.

the once stranger turned to the side, but the doctor couldn't mistake him for anyone else because he was too familiar.

jihoon couldn't stop the tears from streaming down his face.

why does it have to be the guy in front of him, the same guy who killed his father, out of all the guys he could fall in love with?

there stood the man that he'd been dying to see, kwon soonyoung.

jihoon felt his chest rise and fall as he asked, "w-where have you been a-all this time?"

the overwhelming feelings were too much for him to bear.

"i'm not the same guy you knew when we were younger," soonyoung remarked, avoiding the eye of his former childhood friend.

jihoon yearned to hear the latter's voice again, and only god knows how much he wished for it.

he had no idea such an opportunity would present itself to him.

"but," jihoon said as he took a step towards the man, who then took a step backwards, causing jihoon to come to a halt in his tracks.

their distance had increased.

soonyoung laughed dryly, then smirked and stared jihoon in the eyes. his eyes appear to be dark, hollow, and lifeless.

"i thought i was the only one here who was insane but how come you shed tears for someone who killed your father? and what does it matter if we were once childhood friends? can't you kill me to revenge your late father?" the elder asked, his tone as icy as ice.

jihoon had dreaded hearing that. he recalls how, when they were younger and more carefree, they were always by each other's sides, laughing and watching out for one another.

"i know how badly you want to sue the man who killed your father, you even want him dead, but what happened now? he's right in front of you, i'm right in front of you, lee jihoon."  soonyoung said.

"kill me now, put all your hatred at me, shoot me and go," he continued.

jihoon stares at him, his pupils dilated and his heart on the verge of going numb.

he turns away from the man and returns to the pistol in his grasp. he clutched the little object with both hands, tears streaming down his cheeks like rain. with a trembling sigh, he expressed his dissatisfaction with the situation.

tears blurred his vision as he brought both hands to the pistol and raised them above his head, pointing it at the guy.

as if waiting for him to draw the trigger, the taller stare him down.

the smaller clenched his jaw, unable to come up with a reason to hate the man. he couldn't even pull the trigger because his knuckles had turned white from clutching so tightly.

"i can't," jihoon muttered weakly as he let his hands fall.

"i hate you! but i despise the fact that i love you more to the point that i can't bring myself to hate you."  his pistol fell from his chilly, narrow grip. his head dropped low as he allowed tears fall naturally, without wiping them away or moving from his stance.

soonyoung stares at the younger; he, too, had not expected the latter to utter those things, nor to hear a love confession in such a setting.

"damn it," the black-haired soonyoung grumbled under his breath, closing his eyes tightly for a few moments.

"damn you, lee jihoon," he continued, his voice loud enough for jihoon to hear as he clenched his jaw. "you really enjoy torturing me, don't you?" the older asked, his eyes burning.

jihoon cocked his head, perplexed.

"what do you mean—" jihoon was cut off when the stated person took large steps towards him and cupped both of his cheeks before closing the distance between them, and it seemed as if something inside of him exploded.

everything appears to have come to a halt around the two of them. his eyes widened as a result of the unexpected contact before he closed them, his heart racing so quickly that he feared it would jump out of his chest afterwards.

he couldn't explain the rush of excitement he was experiencing, and damn, everything seemed to be going so well for him.

soonyoung leans his forehead to the younger as they both pull away for air.

"fuck, i'm telling you to hate and kill me because i can't possibly bring myself to hate you, why didn't you even bother listening to me at all?" the taller mumbled, his voice weak and quiet. "i steal the life of the person who means the world to you, isn't that enough for you to resent and kill me?"

he was panting heavily when he drew the younger to his chest and embraced him in a protective embrace.

"because i can't just kill the guy i consider my other half, call me crazy, but i think i'm in love with you," jihoon said, his face buried in the older's chest.

the black-haired embraced the shorter tightly, as if telling him not to second-guess his decision and to never let go of his hands because he would do the same thing.

with their bodies close to each other and shadows interwoven, the story of the two had finally reach it's last chapter.